Anastasia nodded, she was slightly nervous. She had never shared her bed with anyone besides her mother, let alone a man. She knew it was going to be rather strange but she couldn't help but think... it might also be rather nice. Since her mother's death, she had been worrying about assassinations. Sure, her room was difficult to reach and there were guards who would stop it, but she would be lying if she said she never had a nightmare here and there about it. She rested her head on Samsul's arm as they continued to walk. She'd maybe feel safer, knowing Samsul would be right there. His hearing was better than her own as well as his reflexes. Not to mention, he actually had the ability to protect her, which was a thought that had always comforted her. She sighed lightly, "This is all rather strange," She laughed a little and looked up at him, "But it is nice."